Chapter 21
Maverick
“Are you going to bite me now?” She asks and it makes me laugh.
Something has shifted between us. There’s still a hint of fear that clings to her, but there’s a whole other part that’s a mix of lust, intrigue, and something I can’t quite put my finger on. If I had to guess, it feels like affection. The kind I feel when I’m with Hendricks.
“I’ll bite you if you ask me to. I already know your blood tastes so fucking sweet. Do you want to know what tasting you like that does to me?”
She nods her head, and I grip her by the neck, dragging my fangs along her jugular. Her chest rises and falls quickly and those perfect breasts of hers strain against her thin tank top so much that I can see her nipples poking through. Her scent of arousal hits my senses.
“When I taste your blood, it lights up my entire body. Every drop makes me stronger and turns me on so much that I want to fuck you senseless. I can taste your emotions. I can see your thoughts, though I can do that without even having to taste your blood. “
Her eyebrows shoot up. “Wow, that’s… I don’t have any words for that. Wait. Have you used any of that on me?”
I shift uncomfortably. “Yes,” I answer honestly dropping her neck and missing the contact of her body instantly.
She frowns, “What exactly did you use on me?”
“Coercion so you didn’t hurt yourself, and a little memory wipe so you didn’t freak out once you realized this place is crawling with real monsters.”
“And what about now? Will you use it on me again?”
“Not unless you want me to.”
“Can I get my memories back?”
I nod. “Yeah, of course. They usually come back on their own over time, but a lot of people excuse them as dreams.”
She puts her hands on her hips. “I want them back then, and I’ll decide for myself if you’re forgiven.”
While she’s mad, she’s also still imagining me biting her neck and fucking her hard in her head, which makes me smile.
I stare down into her eyes and unlock those memories we hid away from that first night. Her eyes go wide as she can see clearly what happened.
“Holy…” she covers her mouth. “I was not expecting that.”
“Are you alright?” Hendricks asks.
“I… you… us? And Jack.”
He nods his head.
“Is that why I feel so drawn to you? Because of what we did that first night?” She looks down at the ring on her finger. “And you put this here!”
“I don’t know why you feel drawn to us, but you should know it’s the same for us. Since the moment you stepped foot on our land, there was something about you that we couldn’t deny. A pull that we could feel seeing you even from a distance,” I tell her. “And yes, I put that ring on you, because that’s exactly where it belongs.”
Her mouth parts and then closes. “Then show me exactly what it is that you want with me.”
I stride back over to her in one step and take her mouth with mine. She returns the kiss with equal fervor, our tongues tangling in a heated, passionate embrace.
“Take this off,” she says breaking our kiss and pulling at my shirt.
I oblige, yanking the fabric off my body. She touches my abs with her hands, her fingers splayed out over my muscles as my breathing causes them to contract and flex.
“I shouldn’t forgive you so easily,” she says. “I should make you work for it.”
“I’ll do anything you want,” I answer honestly.
